"Wanna hide in the closet and watch me fuck "Julie"? I could have acted like I was joking if he freaked out. But instead he gave a calm reply. "fuck y...ah I do". So my wife came back out and after awhile she excused herself to take a shower and sleep. She had one to many. As soon as she closed the bathroom door I told "Dave' to get in the closet. Without missing a beat he got into our closet and was even brave enough to leave the door cracked so he could see into the room easy. The shower shuts. Then I light the candle; slowly allowing drops of wax to fall on her breasts and tummy. Coming closer down to her wet pussy, her breath coming in fast gasps as the sensations hit her, I took another ice cube and traced it along her swollen clit, the wax still dripping onto her. I could see her pussy clench and unclench as each new sensation touched her. I blew out the candle and quickly popped the clamps off her nipples flooding them with new sensations.As she cried out "Master I am Cumming for. When she saw the green Rolex watch box she gasped. “Oh, you didn’t.’, she squealed. She opened the box and just stared for several seconds then looked up at me for quite a while. She got up and walked over and kissed me for several seconds. When she pulled away, she had tears in her eyes. “Jace, you shouldn’t have done this. I know how much this was.”, she said softly. “It doesn’t matter how much it was.”, I answered, squeezing her hand. She walked back across the room stopping by her parents. He was in some sort of trance, looking at her and pass her. Emboldened by the lack of objection, she leaned closer and pressed her lips to his. It was a soft, innocent kiss, her lips meeting his, warm and supple. She could feel his breath catch in the back of his throat as she pulled away from him. Waken from his sinful reverie, Father Horton pushed away from the low shelf, his cheeks red and angry as he stumbled out of the pool, hurrying away from the girl who had awaken things in him he had.